after sitting at
cafeneth for most of the evening,
and_remains finally woke up from her sick-sleep & came to help me pick up my shit from that warehouse i used to live in.
we got back most of my stuff, but some of it was obviously stolen 'cause they opened up all of my suitcases & threw my shit all around the floor! how rude! & you better believe those motherfuckers
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You can still be nothing but a patch of dirt
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but it always shocks me, for some reason. i should be far too jaded by now to let it come as a surprise, but somehow it still is.
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i was attracted to that scene by all the artists & the illusion of a family atmosphere [since all of my family is in ohio, i'm kinda needy]. . . but that all turned out to be for shit.
so fuck it. i'm done!
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i doubt it will ever make its way to south florida here, but ill be sure to smother the wearer with a flurry of angry judo chops
bitch wont see that shit coming
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hahaha! if you do judo chop anyone i want to see!
send your tape to america's funniest home videos me!
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It was a special project for his 4-H club
But it broke loose out in the middle of the night
And now it's eatin' flower children left and right
All the punks are gonna scream yippee!
'Cause it's the thing that only eats hippies!
First it cruised on out to Malibu
And ate a couple a' surfers
Who where too tough to chew
So it slithered it's way
Out to old Irvine
And ate a couple a' hippies
And they tasted just fine
Now its got a sweet tooth for long hair
So Bob and Greg and Grant you should beware
Followin' the Dead is how it gets it's kicks
Shame it wasn't born in 1966
Listens to the music and begins to sway
Dreamin' acid dreams of a hippie souffle
Hey hey hey
What do they taste like -
Some kind a' treat?
How many hippies can this monster eat?
It ate Stills and Nash before they could shout
And then it chewed on David Crosby
But it spit him out
All the punks are gonna scream yippee!
'Cause it's the thing that only eats hippies!There it goes ( ... )
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our apocalypse 1981
teenage vagrants looking for some fun
a renewed promise of prosperity
a vulgar platform for the world to see
we were...
the hippy killers (4x)
busted refuse from broken homes
pocked flesh and malacious bones
creatures sustained by desire, heart, and soul
nothing to leave and nowhere to go
we were...
the hippy killers (4x)
the hippy killers (8x)
good days during horrible times
overused bodies, neglected minds
shoulder to shoulder we formed as one
the next miserable generation
we were...
the hippy killers (4x)
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im me sometime. even when i look like i'm not online at night, i probably am. i'm always invisible.
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i can't use quickbuddy either; it's blocked. :/
the only other way for me to get online is at the library & i'm pretty sure that a)you'd never be on aim during the hours it's open, & b)i'm not even sure if they let you run aim there. maybe just web browsers. . . hmmm.
fuck.
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